One

I can't help but to think about...
you
laying beside me
your lips on mine
my hands underneath your shirt
the softness of your skin
the pounding of your heart
the way you press into me
closer
harder
more demanding
lips desperate now
seeking
crushing
hands moving
legs tangled
the feel of skin upon skin
that first moment
the deep breaths
increasing
ONE
©Ruth Anne Langford, 2010